Turning experiences into a writing career, Fatherhood, Becoming a Dad, Writing Life

Turning my parenting experiences into a magazine column

Here I was, something like a hybrid — a has-been journalist who just recently, and perhaps stupidly, quit a well-paying, high-profile corporate PR job to become a stay-at-home Dad and reinvent my writing career. Career and huge retirement benefits? Pssssht! Give me shuttling young kids to doctor appointments and scrubbing old, crusted peanut butter smears off the couch cushions while trying to convince a 3-year-old boy to take a much-needed nap. I had to write. Sure, to make some money,...

Father, son, child, parent, parenting, fatherhood, beach, Ocean City, New Jersey,

Relating to my own child

One of the biggest mistakes I ever made as a parent was not preparing myself for something that now seems so obvious. What to do if your child develops a personality that you didn’t expect? Before our oldest son arrived in our lives at the end of 2011, like a lot of fathers, I created in my mind an ideal. I was having a BOY, after all, and I couldn’t wait to share with him all the amazing and wonderful...

Boy, Child, Toddler, Easter, Eggs, Portrait, Photography, Expression, Growing Up, Lancaster, County, Pennsylvania

DADOGRAPHER: That crazy, expressive boy

This week, our Threenager’s preschool asked us to submit answers to a questionnaire, and one of the questions asked us to describe our child in a few words. I thought of just sending them this picture and wishing them good luck. Great portrait photography involves a perfect blend of technical elements — your aperture, your shutter speed, ISO, available light, and on and on — but what it comes down to is your subject. Does your audience — other family,...

Son, Children, Child, Baseball, T-Ball, Practice, Lancaster, Pennsylvania, Black-and-White,

THE DADOGRAPHER: Catching a pop fly

Throws went errantly off course, bats hit everything but the ball, and oh what great fun to watch the boys try to catch a pop fly. The enduring image for me from that practice is the one above, my 5-year-old son, Ryan, with his glove turned up the wrong way, his right hand in the air as if to keep himself balanced, attempting to catch a baseball that’s been thrown up in the air by a coach toward him. The...